My mother always tells me that I have dyspraxia, dyspraxia doesn’t have me, but it’s part of what makes me…well…me because without it I wouldn’t have all these quirky things.

Yes, it makes me different and yes, it makes a few things difficult like spelling words some days. It does annoy the hell out of me when I forget to spell the word ‘because’ some days and I’ll end up spending 15 minutes trying to remember because my brain will have had a wipe and have forgotten it. Other difficult things are seeing black writing on white paper, I can’t see the words that well and bashing into things that I know are there, but I think I’ll miss them and I don’t. I have more bruises than I can count sometimes.

But it has given me some things like because of it, I have had to learn to touch type and now I can type an essay faster than someone could write it without taking my eyes off of the screen. Because I have Dyspraxia, I have learnt to be more careful and to take my time with things. I can’t rush and I need to be sure.

I can’t organise my room at all, but I can organise my mind and my computer perfectly, which I have learnt to do because otherwise I’ll lose or forget something. I know that because of my dyspraxia, my grammar and spelling is terrible, but I write to work at it so that I can learn it over and over again. I know that because of my dyspraxia, I find shapes and driving difficult, so I take longer to be sure and I drive automatic when I’m older.

Fate puts challenges in front of us to show us that with a little work and perseverance, we can find a way around them. I know that because of my dyspraxia and terrible balance, I couldn’t ride a bike till I was 15, but once I worked at it and got more confident, I realised that I could do it.

Confidence issues are a big thing that I have had to deal with because I was told that I was stupid for not knowing a word or that I was slow or that I was lazy for not being able to do normal sports. It has taken me till now to gain back some of the confidence that was taken from me.

Do I classify myself as normal?I ask you, what is normal? In my family, it seems normal to have one abnormality about you and I am normal because I am like other people. There are days when I find things so hard that I wish that my hands were normal and that my brain worked like everyone elses, but then I think, would I still be me?

My dyspraxia helps to shape my personality and it makes me, me. It doesn’t stop me from passing my first semester at University and it doesn’t stop me from getting A’s in classes that I am good at even though they include written reports. It doesn’t stop me from seeming like everyone else and even if you have a quirk or something that makes you different, doesn’t mean you should too. These quirks are what make us who we are.

These ‘symptoms’ of Dyspraxia makes me, me.

Gross motor co-ordination skills (large movements):

Poor balance. Difficulty in riding a bicycle, going up and down hills

Poor posture and fatigue. Difficulty in standing for a long time as a result of weak muscle tone. Floppy, unstable round the joints.

Poor integration of the two sides of the body. Difficulty with some sports involving jumping and cycling

Poor hand-eye co-ordination. Difficulty with team sports especially those which involve catching a ball and batting. Difficulties with driving a car

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18 and at University. Good with computers, well I have to be when I work with them and getting a degree in them, I guess. I live at home with my parents and two sisters. Not much really, but I am the Oddchildout.

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18 and at University. Good with computers, well I have to be when I work with them and getting a degree in them, I guess. I live at home with my parents and two sisters. Not much really, but I am the Oddchildout.